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Why was I blind to discover the beauty around me when I had my glasses on? Because I saw too many details I did not need... |
I Can See Now
Ramadan 1st 1429
I took off my glasses today, despite my weak vision. I did so, because deep inside, I have a Vision. I will no longer conceal my contempt for the deception of man. We are being hoarded like cattle into the cage of Dunia (Life). We are convinced that this is the way life is meant to be, and must be. We are being robbed of our humanity and prevented from fulfilling our servitude to the Divine. We are being told to bow down to many a false gods; entertainment, insurance, news, technology, psychiatry, and the list goes on.
I took off my glasses today, so that I could see the world as it ought to be. I can see much clearer now. Even though what is far is blurry and my letters are doubled, I still see. I know that on my left is a female police officer. I know so by her blue shirt and the noise from her walkie-talkie. That is all I need to know; a female police officer. More details are unnecessary. On my right, children are playing next to the fountain. I hear their laughter and feel their joy. That is sufficient. Any more information I do not need! I enjoy the green of the trees, although I cannot make out each of the leaves. I know there are trucks, but I do not need to read the ads painted on their sides. I see what I need to see.
We are being bombarded by more than what we need. I had to take off my glasses to see this. My insight is now crystal clear!
Day Two with No Glasses
Ramadan 2nd, 1429
Day two with no glasses. Since I cannot drive, I took the subway. On it however, I can still see deaf and dumb people, plugged into their iPods. They are people frozen like zombies in swamps of sin. They are detached from reality, letting go of their humanity. Brother I do not even care if you are listening to Quran. It is not all about listening to Quran but rather it is about understanding its meaning. If you care about God's word you would plant it into your heart, and commit it to memory. Stop listening to it as if it is some exotic melody.
Some will say "Ahmed, you're a hypocrite. You still take the subway and use the Internet". To critics and cynics, from the truth you try to run. You throw twigs at a mountain and try to blow out the sun. I never claim perfection. But I shall reach my destination, with His Permission and Grace.
Weat
Ramadan 3rd 1429
I no longer fear the men on the sidewalk late at night. Without my glasses I can no longer see the evil in their faces. I am now… fearless. Now, they are just mortals, who will soon fall a sleep.
I know an old man by the name of ‘Weat’, he lives where I used to work, on the same street. For over a year and a half I would only wave my hand at him and greet. Never did I speak to him, only “Good Morning”, “Happy Easter” and the like. Weat is what an arrogant would call “mentally challenged.” Sometimes he would scream for no apparent reason. However, today as I walked, I greeted him and then gathered my courage and walked up the steps.
“How are you Weat?”
“Fine”
“So where’re you from Weat?”
“From Illinois”
“How was your summer?”
“Good”
I ask and he replies and then we switch.
“You study here?”
“No actually, I study in Egypt”
“What do you study?”
“Islamic Law”
“That must be harsh”
I smile.
“You’re gonna be a Lawyer?”
“No, an Imam, a religious leader”
This time he smiles.
Even though I was not able to see the details of his face, his crooked glasses, and the gray hair on his chin, I saw his white heart, pure and sweet.
Why was I blind to that when I had my glasses on? Because I saw too many details I did not need. I saw the random hair, the unbuttoned shirt, and the untied shoe lace. I would hear him scream and it would resonate with my arrogance; “That’s just Weat, he is mentally challenged.” But now, now I can see.
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